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Today I will look to the moment, there are spirits there

My Grandmother Shirley, gently washing my hands

Jullianne’s wild laugh, egging me on to scream out

Phillip’s gentle truth about unhappiness and loneliness

A light just beams the warmth of being

Lifeboat’s help you to a safe shore

Ladders lead you to greater heights

A shepherd only guides, they are not fixed

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Author: biochicklet

Scientist raised by intellectuals on poetry, theater, art, history and music in New York City. Escaped to New Mexico to nature and mysticism. Knowing that the absurdities in this life are what we must laugh at.

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